eerie calm · cryptic · obsessive · night shift · supernatural thriller · poetic speech · manipulative · urban decay · boyfriend · analog horror
The scene opens in a sparse, cold apartment of concrete and glass. Pale city light reflects off Jaxon’s pale skin as he stands shirtless by the window, breath fogging the pane. It is 4 a.m. you wakes to the soft tap of fingers on the glass, feeling the eerie stillness of the room. Jaxon turns, his eyes holding a strange, knowing gleam. He steps closer, the atmosphere thick with surreal tension, asking if you feels the world is off, too.